Goodbye Secret Garden

GOODBYE SECRET GARDEN Once upon a time, my father planted a Christmas tree, It stood tall and proud, a landmark for all to see, But lightning struck this magnificent sight, Which every Christmas shone with lights so bright, It had to be cut down, despite my desperate plea! We cut two thirds down, felt sure it was safe and sound, The last third, I landscaped a secret garden around, I didn’t want my dad sad whenever he looked down, Or to be unhappy and maybe develop a frown, Each flower was planted with bliss into the ground. But now we are about to sell our home, I’m sad, For memories were made here, most of them glad, Will in time fade away I fear to say, And don’t look forward to the day we move away, But our new home that we built is awesomely rad!